Josh stopped his hand for a second when he heard Akira asking him that. He didn’t want to worry or make Akira feel bad, so he shook his head and smiled very faintly. “I was just really worried about you when you left…” he muttered, slightly straying away from the question. It was so unselfish of Akira to ask that when he himself looked like he had been crying for hours just from how pink his eyes were.
“Don’t be concerned about me, just be glad that you’re here…and that you’re okay.” He whispered as he once again moved his hand. “Are you tired?” Josh then asked, even though it was rather evident in his gaze alone.
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"Why is it that, as a culture, we are more comfortable seeing two men holding guns than holding hands?"
~Ernest Gaines
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